[Just kept this one short and sweet. Hope you like it.]
Chapter 6
Early in the morning, the tired soldiers were still cleaning the aftermath of their triumphant battle. The Intunerici had left their mark on the city of Vianox. Many of the creatures' bodies were now lying in piles, waiting to be disposed of. Laus and his companions were helping with the cleanup. They looked very tired, but not depressed, just simply tired. The sky was very gray and it looked like it was going to rain very hard; this would help with cleaning up all the black blood. The elves were very happy about their win, but it did cost them. The count was 437 elves dead and about 600 wounded; the Intunerici had lost the entire fleet that attacked the city (1768). Done! Finally! The tired elves returned to their dwellings for some rest and relaxation. The young elves had changed their clothes and were now climbing fatigued into bed, falling almost instantly asleep. It had been a long night.
The dinning hall was now transformed into a meeting room, were the council of elves was again meeting. They had to think of a way to infiltrate the mines of the dwarves; it would be much harder to attack the creatures in the dark mines. They planned to transfer a large supply of light into a crystal orb and than place that orb in the center of the mines. The problem was no one knew how to get along in the dark mines (except the dwarves of course).They would first have to locate were the dwarves were being held hostage, rescue one of the dwarves who knew the mines well (preferably an older dwarf) and then bring him back safely to the city were he can be healed and interrogated on the design of the mines. The other problem was that dwarves would not easily give up the exact map of their mines; of course the elves thought of this too and decided to save a dwarf that could also fight. So he could guide the elves through the mines. As far as who would go into the mines, that was a no brainer. They would have to be smart, skilled in battle and they would have to have a large knowledge of magic.
The elves were sleeping when the council was making up this plan, not knowing what awaited them. Lorriana and Laus were sleeping together, as were Staria and Osirian and Braios and Aril; Urias of course was still alone. It was 9 AM when the elves went to bed; it was now about 3:30 PM, the elves were slowly waking up. Laus yawned, the storm had been and gone, the city streets lined with marble were shining in the bright sunlight, the fresh laid water adding to the beautiful scenario. Braios was already fully dressed and looking out the window, while everyone else was starting to wake up. He smiled at his sleepy looking friend and came over to his bed.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." Braios said with a sigh.
Laus looked extremely confused. Usually when this scene was staged at the opera house, stabs followed. "What so you mean?"
"There's no reason to tighten your fists I'm not gonna' kill you. Your father just walked in and asked me if we could do him a big favor."
"So what did he." Urias had just woken up and was yawning in the middle of his question. "say?"
"Asked us to go into the dwarf mines, and retrieve a dwarf for interrogation." replied Braios, making his friends' jaw drop.
"That's not cool!" exclaimed Staria. "I've been in those mines, there's a thousand ways you can get lost."
"Thanks for the moral booster." said Aril looking, sleepy.
"I can find those dwarves, don't worry." assured Lorriana.
"Happy, to hear you say that." said Lorrius standing in the doorway. "You are the perfect elves for the job.'
"Thank you." said Laus, bowing to his uncle.
"So when do we go?" asked Urias, looking not so enthusiastic.
"In about a week or two. We still have to train you how to use nocturnal instincts."
"Never heard of that one before." said Braios, looking curious.
The elves led, by Caios, were walking in a dark room trying to hit targets with arrows and swords. This was training of course. They walked around blindly hitting each other from time to time. Staria was doing very well, using her acute sense of hearing, to listen for any movement. The key was too concentrate only on your hearing; the targets were a pattern in your mind's eye, and only with hearing could you find the pattern in the emptiness. In about a week they finally were able to hit the targets without a problem. They were ready to go into the mines. They had brought only their weapons and armor (the armor was light as a feather, being made out of mythril), and the orb with the light. They had to heal the dwarf instead of bringing it back to Vianox, so they would not waste time. They had also constructed a mythril axe for the dwarf they rescued and Braios couldn't help but making one for everyone else as well.
They would have to travel by foot because the horses could be killed by the Intunerici or die of hunger or just run off (even though elves were very close to their steeds). They traveled for about three days, when they finally reached the gates of Miaria (the dwarf city and mine). The gates had a small groove in the middle; here the elves placed a small jewel that started glowing once put in its place. A strand of light traveled up the crack in between the two doors, which started opening slowly. They had their weapons ready; ten creatures shot out from the entrance and were instantly struck down by the elves arrows and swords.
They entered cautiously; many dangers awaited them in the dark mines of Miaria. Their friends and loved ones were behind them, and only darkness was in front. They took about fifty paces forward and were completely veiled in darkness; there nocturnal instincts would have to lead them to success.
Chapter 6
Early in the morning, the tired soldiers were still cleaning the aftermath of their triumphant battle. The Intunerici had left their mark on the city of Vianox. Many of the creatures' bodies were now lying in piles, waiting to be disposed of. Laus and his companions were helping with the cleanup. They looked very tired, but not depressed, just simply tired. The sky was very gray and it looked like it was going to rain very hard; this would help with cleaning up all the black blood. The elves were very happy about their win, but it did cost them. The count was 437 elves dead and about 600 wounded; the Intunerici had lost the entire fleet that attacked the city (1768). Done! Finally! The tired elves returned to their dwellings for some rest and relaxation. The young elves had changed their clothes and were now climbing fatigued into bed, falling almost instantly asleep. It had been a long night.
The dinning hall was now transformed into a meeting room, were the council of elves was again meeting. They had to think of a way to infiltrate the mines of the dwarves; it would be much harder to attack the creatures in the dark mines. They planned to transfer a large supply of light into a crystal orb and than place that orb in the center of the mines. The problem was no one knew how to get along in the dark mines (except the dwarves of course).They would first have to locate were the dwarves were being held hostage, rescue one of the dwarves who knew the mines well (preferably an older dwarf) and then bring him back safely to the city were he can be healed and interrogated on the design of the mines. The other problem was that dwarves would not easily give up the exact map of their mines; of course the elves thought of this too and decided to save a dwarf that could also fight. So he could guide the elves through the mines. As far as who would go into the mines, that was a no brainer. They would have to be smart, skilled in battle and they would have to have a large knowledge of magic.
The elves were sleeping when the council was making up this plan, not knowing what awaited them. Lorriana and Laus were sleeping together, as were Staria and Osirian and Braios and Aril; Urias of course was still alone. It was 9 AM when the elves went to bed; it was now about 3:30 PM, the elves were slowly waking up. Laus yawned, the storm had been and gone, the city streets lined with marble were shining in the bright sunlight, the fresh laid water adding to the beautiful scenario. Braios was already fully dressed and looking out the window, while everyone else was starting to wake up. He smiled at his sleepy looking friend and came over to his bed.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." Braios said with a sigh.
Laus looked extremely confused. Usually when this scene was staged at the opera house, stabs followed. "What so you mean?"
"There's no reason to tighten your fists I'm not gonna' kill you. Your father just walked in and asked me if we could do him a big favor."
"So what did he." Urias had just woken up and was yawning in the middle of his question. "say?"
"Asked us to go into the dwarf mines, and retrieve a dwarf for interrogation." replied Braios, making his friends' jaw drop.
"That's not cool!" exclaimed Staria. "I've been in those mines, there's a thousand ways you can get lost."
"Thanks for the moral booster." said Aril looking, sleepy.
"I can find those dwarves, don't worry." assured Lorriana.
"Happy, to hear you say that." said Lorrius standing in the doorway. "You are the perfect elves for the job.'
"Thank you." said Laus, bowing to his uncle.
"So when do we go?" asked Urias, looking not so enthusiastic.
"In about a week or two. We still have to train you how to use nocturnal instincts."
"Never heard of that one before." said Braios, looking curious.
The elves led, by Caios, were walking in a dark room trying to hit targets with arrows and swords. This was training of course. They walked around blindly hitting each other from time to time. Staria was doing very well, using her acute sense of hearing, to listen for any movement. The key was too concentrate only on your hearing; the targets were a pattern in your mind's eye, and only with hearing could you find the pattern in the emptiness. In about a week they finally were able to hit the targets without a problem. They were ready to go into the mines. They had brought only their weapons and armor (the armor was light as a feather, being made out of mythril), and the orb with the light. They had to heal the dwarf instead of bringing it back to Vianox, so they would not waste time. They had also constructed a mythril axe for the dwarf they rescued and Braios couldn't help but making one for everyone else as well.
They would have to travel by foot because the horses could be killed by the Intunerici or die of hunger or just run off (even though elves were very close to their steeds). They traveled for about three days, when they finally reached the gates of Miaria (the dwarf city and mine). The gates had a small groove in the middle; here the elves placed a small jewel that started glowing once put in its place. A strand of light traveled up the crack in between the two doors, which started opening slowly. They had their weapons ready; ten creatures shot out from the entrance and were instantly struck down by the elves arrows and swords.
They entered cautiously; many dangers awaited them in the dark mines of Miaria. Their friends and loved ones were behind them, and only darkness was in front. They took about fifty paces forward and were completely veiled in darkness; there nocturnal instincts would have to lead them to success.